The Godly Doctor's Bossy Wife (Feng Ruqing)

Chapter 77

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"My son is good. He knows that Im angry now and he brings me a cup of tea."

Nalan Zhangqian was indeed angry and he needed a cup of tea.

Nalan Jing was quick to hide the teapot behind his back when he realized that Nalan Zhangqian was

extending his arm to take the tea. He frowned and asked his father, "Dad, what are you doing?"

Nalan Zhangqian froze and looked at his son. His extended arm stopped midair. He did not know

whether to remain like that or to pull his arm back. He felt awkward.

Nalan Zhangqian cleared his throat before he replied, "Jinger, your grandfather can only take tribute

tea. But, there is no more tribute tea in our manor. He couldnt care less about this kind of tea. Just give

me that to me."

This kid embarrassed him in front of everyone. Jinger surely knew that his grandfather took only tribute

tea. For whom was the tea for if it was not for him? Was if for Feng Ruqing or Daier?

Nalan Jing looked at his father warily. "This is not tea."

"Not tea? Then what is this?" Nalan Zhangqian was stunned. What could a teapot hold besides tea? RêAd lat𝙚St chapters at Novel(D)ra/ma.Org Only

"100-year-old ginseng water."

100-year-old ginseng water?

100-year-old ginseng water!

Nalan Zhangqians face darkened. He fixed his eyes on the teapot in Nalan Jings hand.

At that very moment, the atmosphere in the backyard was so quiet.

Everyone could hear Nalan Zhangqians heavy breathing.

"Is it the 100-year-old ginseng which I have obtained by relentlessly deceiving the second prince of Ye

Luo Kingdom?"

A 100-year-old ginseng was a very rare and special medicine in this country where spirit herbs were

rare.

Although a 100-year-old ginseng was a regular herb and would never be a spirit herb, it was not easy

for the ginseng to grow either since it would take a hundred years.

Nalan Jing nodded and replied, "Yes. It is that ginseng you talked about."

Wham!

Nalan Zhangqian was outrageous as he grabbed Nalan Jings collar and punched him hard.

Feng Ruqing was stunned. She was still hesitating on whether to save or let him be.

A walking stick was seen hitting Nalan Zhangqian hard on his head when Feng Ruqing was still trying

to work out a solution.

Nalan Zhangqians fist stopped midair. Nalan Jing took a step back to avoid Nalan Zhangqians punch.

"Nalan Zhangqian, I will disown you as my son if you dare to lay a finger on Nalan Jing today."

The anger in Masters Nalan voice made Nalan Zhangqian freeze there and then. Nalan Zhangqian

stroked the back of his head and turned to plead with Master Nalan with his teary eyes. "This son of

mine took my ginseng and soaked it in water. Am I not right to punish him for wasting that precious

ginseng?"

Master Nalan was furious now. He retorted, "Its my idea. It has nothing to do with Jinger."

Nalan Zhangqian did not dare to say anything anymore.

Nalan Zhangqian missed the time when Old Master Nalan was still around. Old Master Nalan would

always defend Nalan Zhangqian whenever Master Nalan wanted to hit him.

"This" Feng Ruqing stepped forward weakly. "Uncle, dont be angry with Jinger. It was I who asked him

to do so."

Although it was Feng Ruqing who told Master Nalan about the method in the first place just to help

Master Nalan, Feng Ruqing did not want Nalan Jing to endure all the accusations. If not, she would feel

guilty.

"Princess!" Nalan Zhangqian was shocked and furious. He gritted his teeth. "What have I done wrong

to deserve this? Why do you always have to hurt me?"

He just knew. Nothing good ever came out of Feng Ruqings appearance in the generals manor.